Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"No," Millie said, shaking her head. Then, blushing, she tiptoed closer and said, "I want to spend a little more time with you." Before she could get any closer, Murray took the lead. With one arm, he wrapped her waist and planted a fierce kiss on her.

Whoa! The crowd around them went wild again.

"Dude, get a room!"

"Man, that's some crazy love!"

Roseanne watched the scene unfold, her fingers turning white as she gripped her book tightly. So, hearts did break. Yet her face remained eerily calm, almost numb. She thought, 'You get used to it.'

If quitting smoking had withdrawal symptoms, what was a six-year relationship? Without lingering any longer, Roseanne turned to leave. She had books to get back to.

In the crowd, Murray felt something amiss and glanced around. A familiar silhouette flashed through his vision.

But then, Millie's soft hand slipped into his, their fingers intertwining affectionately.

asked softly, "What are

his gaze back to her.

Millie to her dorm, Murray

onto his hand, her eyes brimming with adoration. "It's still early. Can't you stay a bit longer?" Murray patted her head and said, "Be good. I'll pick

features even more pronounced. Millie's eyes shimmered with innocence and allure. "Murray, can I go home

implication of her words would be obvious to

a complex mix of emotions. "You're still young. Let's wait a bit

felt a secret thrill. His reluctance showed he cherished her, not

I've got things to do. I'm off." Murray glanced

nodded sweetly. "Okay, try to get some rest. I'll bring

respond, lost in

...

together. She headed to the bathroom and doused her face with cold water three times